It reminds me of the coming of winter
Where daytime is noticeably shorter
Even the wind's touch becomes colder
I can feel the sad memories are no longer.
Maybe time had taught me to be stronger.
The leaves fall from the mighty tree
While the field changes for everyone to see.
Yet no one understand why i want to fly and be free
And here i stay; but no one is beside me.
Once a color of life; now turns brown
All i can see are their glaring frowns
But the bright autumn is around
And i hear the calming nature's sound.
Here I am waiting to finally be found.
